And here is chapter two. I'm pretty proud of this work so far. It's just flowing out of me like word vomit. But good word vomit I hope. Haha. Anywayz I hope you enjoy!

Everyone knows our back story. We met in a bar in Iowa, then again at Starfleet Academy. I was so obviously in love with her…she could care less. I made a game out of guessing her first name. Needless to say, I sucked at it. But her name was African for god sake! How was I supposed to get that?

Anyway, I got her to be my communications officer for my 3rd Kobayashi Maru and not long after that the Narada incident happened…on the bright side of it all, I finally learned her first name. Nyota. Too bad it was from Spock who was whispering it to her as he kissed her goodbye…geez did that sting. But not worse than the sting of losing so many people and an entire planet! Spock is a very strong man…I doubt anyone else could have handled that as gracefully as he did. Even if he is half-Vulcan, the other half is pure human.

So after that mess I became captain of the Enterprise. We left for our 5 year mission with optimism in our minds and a sense of adventure in our souls. No one was more excited than me. I was captain of the Federation flagship and the woman of my dreams was sitting mere feet from me. So what if she was still with the "green blooded hobgoblin" as Bones liked to call him. She was still there. And I was content in worshipping her from afar.

But I wouldn't have to for much longer.

A few months into our mission they broke up. For awhile no one knew. They had always been the picture of professionalism on the bridge so there was no difference there. No you could only tell if you squinted. The stolen glances were gone. So were the lingering touches. Not to mention how they never ate with each other in the mess anymore. So needless to say it was over, and they both seemed fine about it. To this day I don't know what happened between them…

But what can I say? One man's loss is another man's gain right? And I did gain. I gained a lot.

I took my time with her. She wasn't just a one night stand. She was someone to be loved and cherished…someone to protect with my own life. Plain and simple, I would die for her.

She was hesitant at first I as I expected her to be. She did hate me for 3 years and my reputation still preceded me. But in time she grew to love me and for the first time for as long as I could remember I was truly happy. Nyota Uhura was finally mine.

Throughout the course of that first five year mission we stayed together. And on our 5th anniversary I proposed to her in the very bar where I'd "accidentally" groped her all those years ago. Her "yes" was music to my ears and a year later we were married. Soon after that she was pregnant with our first child. A boy. Timothy Sentwali Kirk. She told me "Sentwali" meant "bears courage". She went on to say that she named him that because she hoped that our son would have even the slightest bit of my bravery. It was what she loved most about me. When I asked her why she thought I was so brave she said very simply, "you asked me out". A small smile crept onto her lips as I laughed. I told her I loved her, and she replied the same. I had no idea I could smile that wide.

We took him home to our apartment in San Francisco where the Enterprise was docked between missions and there he met his grandparents. Nyota's parents were very pleased with his name of course. Her father exuberated pride while her mother beamed with joy. Little Timothy gurgled as his grandparents teased him.

That night someone knocked on our door. Nyota and I were confused as we weren't expecting anyone. I went to open the door to reveal Christopher Pike. When he noticed the surprised look on my face he simply said "I've come to see my grandson." Needless to say I was touched. Nyota stood behind me beaming as she brought Timothy up so Chris could hold him. He stared at the boy as we ushered him inside and showed him to the living room. Finally Christopher looked up at me and said, "You did good son. Real good." Then he paused and added, "And I know without a doubt that he would think the same thing." I just nodded, too happy for words. Chris turned his attention back to Timothy and I turned mine to Nyota who had placed her hands on my shoulders. She kissed me before saying, "That's one smart man, that Christopher Pike."

Later that night Nyota and I stood over our son's crib and watched as him as he slept. It was amazing how breathtakingly gorgeous he was. His mocha colored skin was now my second favorite color. My first being the deep red of Nyota's uniform.

He had eyes shaped like his mother's but as for their color he took more after me with a magnificent shade of dark blue gracing his irises. He didn't have much hair yet but you could still tell that it was dark brown in color and a little curly.

Just from looking at him I could tell that I had without a doubt fallen in love for the second time in my life and one look at my wife told me she had done the same.

AN: "Sentwali" really does mean "bears courage". I looked it up. Haha! And Timothy came from me wanting him to have a 'T' name like Kirk having Tiberius. But Sentwali Timothy Kirk didn't sound as good to me. lol Besides parents usually make the more exotic names the middle names. Again like Kirk and "Tiberius". Hah little Timmy has that in common with his dear old dad. XD